Returning home (8)

"Weak."

That man's voice resounded out in this dark place as he looked down at the thing or creature that showed up.

It wasn't easy to tell if it was a living being or something like that as it was…abstract.

Right, the thing that appeared was abstract. It was just floating in the air, and its body was transparent.

The place and the man were already weird enough, but for this to appear out of nowhere…one could say that this is the weirdest combination ever.

However, the man didn't mind it as he just calmly looked at that abstract thing.

Although one couldn't see him exactly, one could tell that his eyes were cold.

It was as if the man were trying to kill this abstract thing just with his stare!

"To think it affected me this much…" The man spoke as he closed his eyes once more.

He then used whatever powers he had to cover his hands.

Zhung.